Happy belated non-denominational winter holiday of your choice, everyone! We’re back with another tombola filled with musical endeavours of our choosing. Round and round it goes, where it stops, no-one knows. Except we do, and here are what we thought were the best albums of 2015. Enjoy.
If you would have told me that one of my favourite albums of the year would be a power metal album by whatâs essentially a joke band, I would have scoffed at you. As it stands, however, Space 1992: Rise of the Chaos Wizards is just that: one of the best power metal albums of the year. And yes, I know Iâm late to the party. Continue reading
It didn’t took the Meridian Brothers long to drop a new release after last years “alright” Salvadora Robot. The ensemble’s search to deepen their distinctive tropical sound is of an exhaustive kind. This time around Eblis Ălvarez et al got inspired to set up an organ-inspired trilogy and Los Suicidas serves as its first part. Indeed, all of this essentially means that you will have to get ready for a fever pitch all over again. Get set and letâs plunge into all out blurriness at the end of the year, shall we?
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For all Ulysses does right on #eMotion (and they do a lot of things very right indeed), they do start out with what might be the most annoying opening riff I have heard in a very long time. Itâs almost annoying enough to turn the album off and do something else. Almost. Because if you did, youâd miss out on an hour of extremely good progressive metal.
First thing that pops into my mind when thinking of Dune is the conversation between Paul Atreides and Reverend Mother Mohiam about prospective Kwisatz Haderachâs who underwent the spice trance. âThey tried and failed?[…]â, he asked. Mohiam replied: âThey tried and diedâ. In a way this conversation parallels Alejandro Jodorowskyâs attempt make movie out of the book in 1974. He tried, he failed… but didn’t die though. Continue reading
Disclaimer: I came dangerously close to dismissing Rattle that Lock as an overwrought, pompous, meandering mess. I had seven hundred words written on how I vehemently disliked David Gilmour’s new, and fourth, solo effort. Then I gave it one last spin, just to be sure. And Iâm glad I did.
Remember when you were totally pissed off when I didn’t review Deerhunterâs marvellous Monomania in 2013? Well, Itâs looks like history is going to repeat itself because I am not reviewing the bandâs latest release, Fading Frontier, either. Yes, again itâs a great indie rocker but there is more music around that deserves some attention right? Nadine Shah sophomore album, for example. So take a good look at the femme fatale artwork, count to ten or whatever and read on.
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By now, you should be very much aware that Iâm a bit of a Pink Floyd fan. Iâve written about Floyd, Roger Waters and particularly The Wall for a number of times now, and youâre probably sick of hearing about it. So I went to see Roger Waters The Wall in the cinema last night and decided to bore you a little further instead. Continue reading
Honestly, I donât know if Ones and Sixes, the title for Lowâs eleventh album, stands for comparing two things that are the same. However, what I do know is that the slowcore grandmasters Alan Sparhawk and Mimi Parker have been going at it for quite some time now. Since the 90s they have been building up a mesmerizing repertoire that never reached the mainstreams. Lowâs tranquil orbit indeed isn’t for everyone but itâs also never too late to get acquainted, though.
Obligatory clickbait-y intro: in case youâve been living underneath a rock, thereâs a new Iron Maiden album out. Itâs called The Book of Souls, sports 92 minutes of new music and itâs the first theyâve put out in five long years. I know if itâs good or not, and Iâm telling you after the cut.
